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close friends is dying
Im just holding back tears
Tell me why you dont support
Or even like a post
Please dont call when its time to take a toast
I swear

to the stories I heard 'bout
We all fall too hard sometimes 
By the end of the night ima be just fine
Thick smoke cloud help me ease my mind 
I got a freak coming

listened
But today’s not my day to listen
My voice is power and I won’t abuse it
Anymore
I don’t know how to ask them to change
To rearrange
What they see in

you tried to bait us
But we laugh about it the petty don't phase us
Want a reaction but no I don't budge can't help but tell you that this how he made

a grip
But every trip ends in the dirt

So luck, won't you help a brother out
My mouths sewn shut and I swallowed the needle
Follow the ego to the end

the stigma remained 
I held my head up in disgrace I marched straight through the Pain
Came out the other side shiny brother please don’t forget
That Most rich

to do the right thing
2020's by far the craziest year I've ever lived in my life
R.I.P. to my brother Danny
Watch life too soon
R.I.P. to everybody who

begging the youth to please give a shot
People fell low from reaching to god
Seizing control the evil survive
Always been forced to swallow my pride
I stay

a trap
I'm talking bout
Guns and violence - revenge for the brother
Young man got chopped up thats why Felix moves in silence
You dont know how my style is

And, baby, that's the reason why my baby mother tells me 
I'm the coldest person that she ever met, yeah
And maybe that's the reason why my mother

Being here with you still feels the same

So, don't be a stranger in my life
Please keep me posted if you need me
Just pick up the phone and I'll be there

Look up in the sky just to see you

From the courts to the booth
You was right by my side
No question
I know you gon ride
You my brother
Thru any

Toño, e be like say I go upgrade my career... by lightening my skin, looking posh, straighten my nose, pump my azz, you know... make I do many

Dolla mafia, Quackafella Records
Incorporated by Rhyme Syndicate
Three Yellow Man, Trillionaire Club
Psychotic, my brain is unhealthy, I'm ballin

and fuck yo bitch ass brother tell that boy come see me you really scared of me that why you need a whole team me and gvillejey on the porch smoking weed me

blowing in our veins
So stop thinking that your alone ‘cause you’re my man
Have a good head on your shoulders
And keep it mind I watch your back brother

Outside 
Telling jay that you could probably fuck my bitch 

Nigga please 

But that’s water under the bridge 
Nothing more 
Nothing less

I don’t mind

stacked in the ceiling
I'm aboutta make a Billy, Milly rock on any block
me and my brother we're slanging rocks
we're the plug, dealer and everything above

yourself that
I’ll never make the same mistakes again if I can help that
I’m training for this next fight, fuck about my past bouts
Hit my little brother up

throne
Don’t think I ever would’ve created The Zone
Let alone escape and become my own
Do what i want even all eyes on me
Putting on a show even though

friend to me
Please save all your sentiments and sympathy
How you got the keys and you not giving them
This is why you ask and we don't tell
See we

Tell em
If I die that I'm not suicidal
Them niggas had to clip me just for flexing on my rivals
I'll slide through spitting fireballs like I'm Spyro

The things you do for people look how quickly they forgot it
I send it they cop it they don't understand that I'm popping
Their heads always nodding now tell

life's more fun
Yeah, I lost some friends in the process
Yeah, but it's okay cos I am really blessed
Aye, to have my brothers and sisters in Christ
Yeah,